[ Girls like bad boys, this is a thing we know. But do girls like bad boys with narcolepsy that eat like pigs? Hopefully!

Anyway, he's polite enough to stop shoving food in his freckled face before he speaks, laughing the same as he has to everyone else that's noticed his eating habits. ]

I sure did. Haven't had a good meal in forever, so I figured I'd take advantage while I could. [ Oh, then he notices it's a pretty lady talking to him. Where are his manners? ] Want to have a seat? I promise I won't try and bite your hand off or anything.